Coming back from the UK to Shanghai I ended up having to fly on December 31st. 

Setting off at 2pm from Heathrow and arriving in Shanghai at 9am on January 1st, that I probably hit the midnight boundary somewhere near Irkutzk (although it didn’t look like they were having much of a party down there).

You might think that with all of the free-flowing booze and party-loving cabin crew it’s good fun to spend NYE on a plane. You’d be wrong- what happens is that there’s an announcement in Chinese

Ladies and Gentlemen, the time in Shanghai is now 0:15 on January 1st 2009. Happy new year!

but nothing in English.

Everyone goes to sleep with their headphones on. The end.

It’s OK- I drank enough over Christmas anyway.